And then I write. Stories mostly, but now it's a poem (one that I use in my stories though).

The Beast That Commanded The World To Die

Don't succumbNot yetYou shouldn't...

I knowDreadful is the painWhen a dragon insideDecides to spread his wings

Howling and growlingAbhoring and roaringAt all that is youAt all that is

I knowHeroes and saintsOnly a distant echoNot to be yours

But do not succumbNot yetYou shouldn't...

It's not very obvious imo, but it's supposed to describe the feeling that makes you hate everyone and everything (bad exams, being bullied, etc.). and the powerlessness that the friends of the victim experience: listening and encouraging is, more often than not, the only thing they can do. I hope that feeling is present and recognizable somewhere in the poem.

I've decided to throw some more poems in my "novel" (not that it deserves the honor of being called that way) to add some depth to it so here's another one.Sorry for double posting but it's not like anyone else is going to post here and I don't know where else I should put it.

Fire/Brimstone

No heat!Mountains of snow never eruptPerhaps they are too gentlePerhaps they are too whiteMy unpunished tissue beseeches cruel flamesSome wish for silk and not the whipCast me into the lake of fire!No heat, no warmthMakes me forget to breatheSuffocate, in my trail of sulphur

@shyman: Well, the idea was to make something that could be read as a dialogue, between A who doesn't get mad at B but instead gives him/her the shoulder, and B who finds it more painful than a verbal tantrum or even physical pain. So yeah, I needed the contrast. Good thing it turned out fine, I guess.

Bad one below. Don't read it if you're only into good poetry. Don't like it myself.

MIR

Every time you look in the mirrorYou leave something of you behind

Loyal to its chaste paradoxIt does not remember beauty or heritageBut that which only it can fathom

It calls you to accountRequests that you live for youPerhaps 't is your only god

Bad one below. Don't read it if you're only into good poetry. Don't like it myself.

??? I thought this one was really good. Has a lot of feeling and I like the use of words. I couldn’t help but squirm reading bathroom floor of worms and maggots. XD That’s very good, It has mood in it.

i really like your first one. i dont normally come to this forum xD but your topic caught my eye. i havnt read the others [ though i will sometime soon ]. Yeah the first one i like because its as if its saying dont give into the shit things like exams or whatever in your life even though they hurt & etc.

The idea is to make a fantasy world where the fantasy aspect is inferior to aspects such as stroy depth and character development. Therefore I try to use a more abstract style of writing, which I think is easier when I add some poems. This one in particular is used to conclude a chapter where a major character died.

I experimented a bit and got this. Don't know if it appeals, but here goes.

Doubleface

I remember now, D"Solitude is a vicious foe."First there was meMe and everybody elseThen there was us, DAnd in the end there was youBoth of you

Never thought of it that way. Two people meet up, fall in love and break up after D showed a side of him/her that wasn't meant to be seen (or at least the author accuses him/her of that). In the end they have nothing to say to eachother anymore (thus the shortness of the poem).Well, that was the intention anyway.

You might want to highlight these when reading them. Still experimenting as you can see (but differently).

There's Some Electricity

Between the two of usThere's some electricityWhether you like it or not

We've got amps and voltsAnd a lot of resistanceStill, you shock me every day